Halloween with Mom

Hi this is my first attempt at writing.

Hopefully this won't be a total disaster.

All characters are above 18 years of age.

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"Everything OK up there?" Luke called from the bottom of the stairs. He had been waiting for his mom to change into her costume when he heard a dull thud coming from her bedroom. He rushed up the stairs without waiting for an answer and stepped into the bedroom, interrupting his mom saying, "I said I was fi, really honey, and here I thought I taught you how to knock".

Luke just stood there, unable to process anything other than try to capture this image in front of his eyes. This wasn't just a Wonder Woman costume, this would qualify as a slutty Wonder Woman costume. The top was definitely too small to contain her magnificent breasts, as they tried to spill out from all directions. And while the bottom half had a skirt-like garment that covered her ass, it did absolutely nothing to hide her toned thighs. When he sensed that the room has gone too quiet, he looked up at his mom smirking at him, as if letting him know she knew exactly what he was thinking.

"So, what do you think?"

"Uhhmmm, uh, I, I don't know what to say," he stammered still trying to just capture as much as he can of this moment. She had never dressed provocatively, her wardrobe was just office suits and pajamas. And now seeing her in the wonder woman's costume, that looked like it was one size too short everywhere, left little blood in his brain.

"It seems like the ability to speak is not one of Superman's superpowers" she remarked smiling. "But if superman can walk, maybe he can help me with the zipper on this stupid costume. I swear they sent mine in a smaller size" and turned her back.

"Yeah, mine is a bit tight at some places too", Luke said as he stepped closer to her, regaining his senses a little bit.

"I can see that. Whose idea was it to take these stupid costumes anyway?"

"Don't put it on me. I was the one who suggested Batman and Catwoman."

"As if I can get into one of those skin-tight Catwoman costume, just because you have a thing for her. And besides I don't want to be ogled at the party, in an outfit that hides practically nothing. I'm almost done here. Can you go back downstairs, I'll be down in a minute".

A minute turned into two, then five and when it seemed like he couldn't wait any longer, Victoria was at the top of the stairs. "So, how do I look," she asked, striking a pose.

"Well if it takes Wonder Woman that long to get changed, its a miracle she is in time to stop crime."

"Look who got his tongue back in his mouth," she said, smiling devilishly as she came down the stairs. She stopped within a few feet of her son, gave a twirl and stuck the pose again. "But you didn't answer my question. How do I look?"

"Well if anyone could compete with Lynda carter, it would be you. The skirt at the end is a nice touch." he said moving towards her side. "I don't think I would have liked the idea of anyone seeing my date in a costume which basically had nothing to cover this area." Luke almost whispered hovering his hand around her ass.

She laughed heartily and it seemed to Luke that they were back to their own banter. He was a bit worried when his mom had asked him to be her date at this Halloween party at her friend Megan's mansion. While nobody would doubt that a woman as hot as his mom could bag a young boytoy, he was concerned whether it would create awkwardness in their relationship.

"So are we ready to leave" he asked, desperately seeking some cold air, as it was getting a little uncomfortable in his pants with his mother so close in that costume. But before he could move, Victoria grabbed his shoulders and turned him towards her. With 4" heels, she was eye to eye with his 6 foot frame, close enough for him to smell her perfume, though surprisingly she wasn't wearing any. Victoria took a curl of his blonde hair, twirled it around her finger and pulled it down on his forehead.

"I like my superman, tall, strong and with a curl of hair on his forehead." She winked a him and enveloped him in a massive hug, pushing her breasts into his chest.

She got into the driver's seat and turned towards her son. "Thanks again for doing this. I didn't want to stay at Megan's or take an Uber home. So, you know the rules right, honey?"

"Yeah mom, we've been over this a thousand times. I have to call you Vicky or 'baby' at all times. We met at the gym when you asked me to spot you while doing squats. And not let anyone force me to kiss you." he replied irritated, having gone over their three cardinal rules multiple times over the past week, as they began their journey to the party.

"I don't know what you have to be so nervous about. I'm your designated driver. I'm not drinking or anything." he continued rhetorically.

Victoria wasn't paying attention, as her heart continued to beat faster and faster as they neared their destination. She was finally going to do it. She did not know how it started or when it started. She had been a single mother for five years now. When she divorced, her priorities were very clear - family first, career second and if there was time, another relationship. Unsurprisingly, there wasn't much time for the latter. While she tried to take care of her increasing sex drive with her long-time buzzing friend, with each passing day, her thoughts drifted more and more towards the almost 19yr old hot stud sitting next to her. Lately she was unable to even reach an orgasm without the thought of her son's cock repeatedly bottoming into her aching pussy, reaching an orgasm as she imagined him filling her with his fertile seed.

She struggled with her thoughts each time they spent time alone together. Their workouts at the gym each weekend, their movie nights, have all been torture as of late. She had even refrained from asking Luke for her back massages, which was her way of relieving work stress. When she finally reached a state of constant horniness, she sought help the only way she could, anonymously. She found a forum where women discussed taboo fantasies and when she found someone with similar interests, they devised a plan to get it out of her system.

Luke's voice brought her back to the road. "Lost in your thoughts again?"

"Uhmm, yeah, I guess I spaced out a little there. What's with that look? It's not like I crashed the car."

"Sorry. You gave me hell for spacing out earlier today and now look at you. I'm just saying, maybe its genetic."

"Well I wasn't ogling my mother when I spaced out."

"I wasn't ogling you. I was just taken back a bit. You don't dress like that everyday."

"Dress like what, a super hero?"

"You know what I mean." he replied, unsure where this conversation might end.

Victoria knew when and how to push her son to get fess up. Realizing that he still hasn't told her how she looked in her costume, she began her probing. "You are saying I'm old fashioned?"

"No, no. You look great in what you wear daily. Its just that, that costume makes you look..." he trailed off.

Victoria slowed down knowing that she was closer to her destination, as she needed that answer from her son. She knew that she was what most men considered hot. But opinions of others didn't matter to her anymore. She now only cared what her baby thought about her body. Did he really think she was hot? She needed that answer before they went into the party and she was well versed in making her son talk. Her plan would go so smoothly if she was right about this.

"Just say it. You think it makes me look old," she replied feigning hurt. If only Luke had looked at her, he would have seen her smirk betraying her act.

"What no. I just meant to say you looked incredibly sexy. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't be saying such things."

"You don't need to apologize. A woman doesn't mind getting such complements from a man she loves."

Luke didn't know what to make of his mother's response and before he could think of a reply they were pulling into Megan's mansion. His mother was not joking about the mansion part. It looked like Spanish town house, completely decked out with Halloween decorations.

As they made their way to the entrance, Victoria put her hand through his elbow and pulled him closer. "Show time" she whispered, both to her son as well as to herself.

They were fashionably late and when they arrived, the party was already in full swing. There was enough music, more than enough alcohol with everyone dancing happily with a few couples moving upstairs to have some fun. As soon as they entered the main party hall, Luke was left by himself, as Victoria left him to get her own liquid courage. He tried to mingle but everyone was too drunk to make a coherent sentence. He tried to make the best of the situation but he couldn't get the image of his mom in her costume out of his head, both the top and the bottom one. His erection was back again. He was thankful for the dark lighting, but its not like anyone at the party would even remember anything that happened that night. The three rules seemed pointless now. Nobody cared what anyone was doing. Everyone here was just trying to blow off some steam.

In the kitchen, Victoria composed herself. Kitchen was off-limits to the other guests, not to her. She had found the wine, she desperately needed. She wanted to be a little buzzed but she also wanted to feel and remember everything she does tonight. It was now or never. Everything has gone smoothly so far. Intentionally ordering their costumes in a size too small has paid off too. She was able to see her son's reaction in those skin-tight underpants as she nearly exposed herself earlier that day. It helped remove that sliver of doubt in the back of her mind that her son wouldn't be interested in a woman who looked like her.

She moved to the bathroom and then quickly changed into her Catwoman costume. She admired herself in the skin-tight costume. She did look incredibly sexy as her son put it and now she felt it too. She familiarized herself with the zippers. They were going to come handy soon. She then made her way to the main party. It didn't take long for her to locate her son. She quickly slithered her way across the dance floor. Her heart was beating a mile a minute when she came within arms reach to her son. 'Now or never', she reminded herself. When she did speak, she was calm.

"What does a girl have to do to get a handsome man like you to dance with her", she spoke into his ear. When Luke turned around to see who it was, he was stunned to see an incredibly hot lady in the sexiest Catwoman he had ever seen.

Trying to be cocky, he replied, "well the first one costs a kiss.." and before he could say a word, he had a set of soft lips on his own. Although it was a quick peck, she was breathing hard when she broke the kiss, her blue eyes locked into his own. But, it was impossible for Luke to maintain eye contact, as her massive breasts in the thin fabric seemed to have a pull of their own.

Victoria hadn't removed her hands from Luke's neck, calculating her next move. Feeling Luke's hands encircle her waist with his eyes fixated on her covered breasts, she found the confidence to take the final plunge. Her lips were back on her son's and this time she did not hold back, probing him with her tongue, to take this further.

For the brief moment when the Catwoman was staring at him, Luke couldn't help but picture his mother standing in front of him. It was all he could do to not kiss her right there. He couldn't do that then, what would his mom think of him. But nothing was stopping him from from kissing this equally sexy woman in front of him. And as he circled his arms around her lower back, the woman pulled him into her. Luke could feel her magnificent breasts press into his chest, separated by two very thin layers of fabric of their costumes. He could almost feel her nipples poking into him as she lifted ler left leg along his thigh, searching for his reaction. She stopped when she found his growing cock in his skin-tight costume, and pulled her exploring tongue from his mouth.

"I hope that payment was satisfactory. But I was hoping for a private dance. Why don't you follow me."

She took his hand, turned away and led him up the stairs, with his eyes glued to the swaying ass ahead of him.

They entered into what seemed like one of the guest bedrooms. No sooner was the door closed, Victoria's mouth was on her son's lips, her hands groping and pulling at his abdomen and sides trying to undress him. In her mind, she had visualized this a hundred times. She would take her time with him, savor this moment, as she promised herself it would be the only time. But her pussy seemed to have its own plan for her son's cock. It had been wet with anticipation for the better part of the night, and she couldn't seem to wait any longer. It did not take long for her to get rid of the pants once the upper half was off and she was finally rewarded with the sight of the magnificent cock she had been craving for so long. This was no time for foreplay though. She had been wet enough to do this before she left home and her son for sure did not need any more simulation. She wasted no time removing her pants and her panties. Naked from the waist below, she pushed her son onto the sofa.

Luke leaned back on the sofa as the woman straddled him. He could feel her wetness slowly dribble onto his balls with his cock pointing to the roof. She brought her right hand to her neck and slowly unzipped her costume, her cleavage slowing revealing itself. Her hand stopped at her belly button as it made contact with the head of his cock, already lubricated just waiting to go someplace warm and wet. She held the head delicately, leaned forward, pushing her cleavage into his face and then slowly eased back.

Victoria felt her pussy muscles being pushed to their limits but continued pushing down until she was completely impaled her son's cock. She leaned forward, burying her face in her son's neck, and stayed still, adjusting herself to her son's larger size. She felt the cock expand as Luke flexed his muscles and not to be outdone clenched down her own muscles. She whispered into her son's ear, "try to hold on as long as you can, I'm going for a long ride."

With that she began bouncing up and down on her son's cock, with the occasional "yesss, yesss, just like that" moaning softly into his ear. An entire evening of anticipation, in a constant state of arousal, soon drove her to her first orgasm as she clamped down on the cock, and bit into his shoulder muscles letting the feeling flow through her body.

Luke was thankful for the bite as the painful sensation reduced his urge to cum. With renewed adrenaline from the pain, he began pumping into the sexy woman on top of him. As he slowly increased his pace, he felt her move. Having recovered from her orgasm, she began to meet his thrusts. Their combined motion and the receding pain brought forth his urge to cum, the sweet release he had been waiting all night, he thought, all so that he wouldn't have to hide his uncomfortable erection in front of his mom. The thought brought back the image of his mom in the Wonder Woman costume standing in front of him. He felt the woman's massive breasts crushing into him, the same way his mom's felt like when she had hugged him. The thought of his mom as he thrust into the woman sent conflicting feelings through his mind. His arousal finally overpowered his guilt as he picked up the woman, stumbled onto the carpet in front of the sofa, buried his head in her neck and began pumping into the woman like an animal in heat. He felt a shiver go down his spine as he involuntarily moaned "ohhh mom" with his cock buried to the hilt, as he started pushing rope after rope of his cum into the velvety heaven.

Victoria's second orgasm took over her like lightning coursing through her body when she heard her son moan "ohhh mom" into her ear, as she felt him cumming inside her.